My Sweet September
Oh, my sweet September, I have loved you all my days.
Please allow me to count just a few of the ways.
Each time you arrive at the Crack of Autumn,
I am arrested and feel like I belong. And the
sound of your three syllable name echoes
like a romantic song.
I come alive to the pleasantry of your presence.
And your 30 day abode initiates the season
With your captivating and divine fragrance.
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